For hardcore movie lovers, like myself, there is no month quite like January. Amidst the frenzy of Hollywood's movie award season, the snowy, scenic hamlet of Park City, Utah simultaneously hosts two of the world's finest independent film festivals
As Sundance heads into its mythic second weekend -- of which many have heard but few dare endure -- all trappings of mainstream movie civilization fall away: plot resolution, reliable narrators, temporal continuity.
I knew I had been at the 2013 Sundance Film Festival too long the day I was in the checkout line at the Fresh Market supermarket that's in the same st...
My favorite may have been A.C.O.D (which stands for Adult Children of Divorce). It's a rigorously funny and honest story of adult children and exasperation with their parents -- perhaps the best of its kind since David O. Russell's Flirting With Disaster.
As your time in Park City stretches on, you enter a sort of cinematic fatigue where all the films you've seen start blending into one gigantic bowl of indie chow mein. When you do get some sleep, the good films rise to the surface of your snow-battered consciousness.
By Lucas McNelly There's a killer moment in Ben Lewis' fascinating documentary Google and the World Brain where the filmmakers, after traveling to ...
Directed by Academy Award winner Roger Ross Williams, the documentary examines the relationship between American evangelical churches, their missionaries and anti-gay laws in Africa, like Uganda's so-called "kill the gays" bill.
Written by and starring the dreaded team of Casey Wilson and June Diane Raphael, it's about -- well, really, who cares? Keep in mind that this is the same pair responsible for the awful Bride Wars and you get the picture.
At this time last year, John Hawkes and Richard Gere were guaranteed Oscar nominatons (neither were nominated) and "Beasts of the Southern Wild" was the next "The Tree of Life" (it was; "Beasts" earned four nominations). From sea level here in New York, it doesn't seem like any of the films at the 2013 festival have popped quite like those.
Stoker isn't for the faint of heart and yet the violence is seldom graphic -- but always shocking. Watching this film is like taking an adrenaline shot to the cerebral cortex.
There's always a film at the festival pretty much everyone agrees is worth it. This year it's Fruitvale. And the question that's really on your mind, presuming you haven't seen it already, I'll just answer straight out. Yes, it's that good.
The movie gods smiled on us coastal transplants Saturday as a clear, sun-kissed day kept the temperatures a respectable shiver away from abominable. It actually made it bearable to catch up with friends. But at the heart of it all: movies.
The most intriguing film of the day was Concussion, a film by Stacie Passon that could be considered a Sapphic version of Belle de Jour.
My plane landed in Salt Lake City around 1 p.m. yesterday -- and by 3:30, I was sitting in a press screening at the Sundance Film Festival of Austenland.
In the first 24 hours of the 2013 Sundance Film Festival, I saw six movies ranging from the continuing McConaissance of Matthew McConaughey to a documentary about a lovable politician named Dick Cheney.
This weekend "Young Hollywood" temporarily relocates from L.A. and the the fun of Sundance is finding the gems, the insightful needles among the indie haystacks. Slight skepticism aside, I've found at least one small gem so far.